I'm still trying to write a "good husband" speech that probably proves that I would make a lousy husband. If my wife was having constant nightmares because she'd just sent our daughter into the past to die and we knew we'd never see her again, and I had to try to console her, I would SO fail. It's a good thing there's no "no cheese in bed" rule or the speech I'm trying to write would be outlawed.
The download's done... and I also finished reading the stupid computer users stories tonight... only to discover the archive of familiar yet rereadable non-computer-related stupid people. Now I've got MORE Cynical literature I have to read! GAH! So, time to steel myself for some work over the weekend and possibly buying more printer ink at some point... and maybe cleaning up around here, too. This dust may not be the reason I get so stuffed up in the mornings, but it can't be helping.